When Irene was distressed because the investigation of the case had reached a dead - end, a mysterious visitor suddenly came to the police station. The visitor was a man wearing sunglasses, dressed in a black suit. He was tall and had a serious expression.
When he entered the police station, he brought in a chill, as if bringing the cold outside in. He walked straight to Irene's desk and stared intently at her.
"Are you Irene Crawford?" the man's voice was deep and forceful.
Irene nodded, filled with doubts in her heart. "I am. Who are you? What's the matter?"
The man didn't answer her question. Instead, he took out a note from his pocket and handed it to her. "This is a phone number. Call this number when you're in danger. Remember, don't trust anyone easily."
After saying that, the man turned around and left the police station, leaving Irene looking bewildered. She looked at the note in her hand with a string of phone numbers written on it. She didn't know who this mysterious man was or why he gave her this phone number.
But she vaguely felt that the appearance of this mysterious man must be related to the case she was investigating. She decided to keep this phone number for the time being, just in case. At the same time, she became more cautious with everyone and every clue because she knew that in this town full of secrets, danger could come at any time.